The Ode to Stella 

I love my vintage Vespa, although I’ve barely ridden it. With the oppressive heat, a shady mechanic who is now out of business (thankfully?), and issues with know how and funding, riding my V has not been much of s possibility. I cannot believe that I’ve had this scooter for four years already. Once things are back under control, I will definitely be taking the time to get it back running (properly this time) and my butt on the road. 

With that being said, there is and always will be a part of my heart that adores the Stella. Genuine Scooter really made me happy with this one, and now that they have a 4-stroke, so if I ever move out of the Wild West, I’d be able to ride still. For several years now I’ve been lusting secretly for a Stella. She was one of the first scooters I ever rode on and has proved to be rugged and durable, on top of being dead sexy. 

Now, again, don’t get me wrong, my heart will always belong to vintage scooters, since that’s where the Stella sexiness came from after all, but there’s just something about the Stella that speaks to me in a different way than the V. Maybe because I’m American and Stella is American. We speak the same language, while tipping our hat to the originals. The V is Italian, and while on the outside, that sex appeal is second to none, we just speak different languages. I don’t speak Italian, though I think it’s a beautiful language, and I just don’t understand why, for such a simple machine it has to be so damn difficult to work on. Plus, the V is high maintenance with a high price tag. Parts are easy, since the motor is an LML, it’s just the frame that’s vintage truly. But it’s just such a pain, partly due to the fact that the ‘gentleman’ who built it obviously didn’t do it right for as long as it took him to finish putting it back together. 

Stella, she’s easy. Not in a floozy kind of way, but in a two-year warranty kind of way. A new and shiny, light and bright kind of way. She’s not so stubborn as the V, not so particular. Rather, she’s just easy going and ready for adventures. The V, has turned into a chore. A burdensome paperweight that hasn’t moved in longer than I’d like to admit, but there’s been no reason to move. Nowhere to go, because it’s not operational. 

There’s no way that I’d sell the V, especially in this condition, but there’s a part of me that is saddened by the way this scooter has gone. This was supposed to be a fun, liberating experience; something that I’ve wanted for most of my life. Yet, considering the circumstances in which the scooter was purchased, it would figure as much that the whole thing would go south. 

I’m not condemning the person who pressured me into this purchase by any means, I just think that the conditions could have been better. I would feel better about the scooter if it were due to a different situation. Not only that, but I paid way too much for the disaster this became. 

But back to Stella. She would have cost less, brand new. And I’d surely have a reliable bike to ride. I guess that’s the point. 

Anyway, does anyone have a favorite scooter they’d like to muse about? Please add your comments below!

Thanks for reading! 

 

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About wendemachete

wend E machete is a "stage" name/ pen name for me, Sandra McKee, an aspiring writer and recent college graduate. I'm an active, non-traditional, bleeding heart liberal, mother, and devoted wife. I'm also an ethical vegan and scooter enthusiast. Open sharing of information and creative resistance of authority are my mantra. Question everything. Think for yourself. Live a life of loving kindness and compassion towards others. We are all connected. United. View all posts by wendemachete

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